Fame is but a fruit tree, so very unsound
It can never flourish 'til its stalk is in the ground
So men of fame can never find a way
'Til time has flown far from their dying day

Forgotten while you're here, remembered for a while
A much-updated rain from a much-updated style

Life is but a memory, happened long ago
Theatre full of sadness for a long-forgotten show
Seems so easy just to let it go on by
'Til you stop and wonder why you never wondered why

Safe in the womb of an everlasting night
You find the darkness can give the brightest light
Safe in your place deep in the earth
That's when they'll know what you are really worth

Forgotten while you're here, remembered for a while
A much-updated rain from a much-updated style

Fame is but a fruit tree, so very unsound
It can never flourish 'til its stalk is in the ground
So men of fame can never find a way
'Til time has flown far from their dying day
Fruit tree, fruit tree
No one knows you but the rain and the air
Don't you worry
They'll stand and stare when you're gone
Fruit tree, fruit tree
Open your eyes to another year
They will know that you were here when you are gone